Happy St. Patricks Day...I guess.

I struggle with holidays like this one...and Valentines Day too. I need to reteach myself about them so I can be a better teacher of them. I still am trying to figure out great ways of celebrating them. To conclude I'm ocd about holidays actually.

This morning I magically made the milk green. No one but me was impressed.

I moved on and tried again.

Which only freaked them out. They refused to go into the garage for toys leftover from yesterday b/c the 2nd set of footprints led that way. I tried my darndest to tell a St. Patrick's Day story including the leprechaun part and how if you can catch him he's good luck and will lead us to the gold.

More freaking out.

Rylan: "I'm going to catch him and put him in a bowl with a lid and keep him there until he dies."

Failed again.

I went back to step 1. Let's get our green on so we don't get a pinch today.

More freaking out about being pinched and how and why and where and when.

I gave up. It was easier.

Rylan on his own time decided to switch his yellow shirt out for a green one.

Whatever.

Happy St. Patrick's Day.